Wednesday, September 29th, 2021

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Summer had thought about putting a note up on the classroom door to tell everyone to meet in the danger shop, only to wander straight into her exact-replica classroom simulation, but, honestly, for math class, where one might actually get their hopes up for doing something other than math, that just seemed...cruel. So it was just the same old regular classroom this week, but with a markedly different teacher at the front of it.

"Hiiiiii, guyyyyyyys," Summer greeted with an almost apologetic sort of drawl. "So, some of you may know me, some of you might not, but my name's Summer and I'm temporarily going to be your teacher this week." Because she owed penance and might possibly be flailing for what to do about the rest of the weeks, since she'd promised Rosa she'd find someone else to teach it and hadn't yet, she had a lot going on this week, okay?. "Now, full disclosure, I am definitely not a math scholar by any margin of the word, I'm pretty sure I was literally thisclose to failing out of it in my earlier high school days, and most of it's kind of useless because we have phones. But, in the spirit of the class and to avoid any issues with a very demanding moose that seems a little way too into this whole math class thing, we're going to at least try to learn how to do something, like, the old fashioned way, like we're, I don't know, fucking cavemen, or whatever. Abacus optional.

"Specifically, I figured we'd try to do something useful that, you know, actually shows up in a lot of places, in my jobs in particular, and that's percentages. We'll mostly focus on what kind of deals you're getting when there's a great sale going on somewhere, sales taxes, and tips, because always tip your waitstaff and bartenders, people! So, like, what even is a percentage? Welllll, according to Wikipedia, it's a number or ratio expressed as a fraction of 100, or basically, a part of a whole...."

At which point she drew a circle on the board, dividing it in half, and explaining how each half represented 50% of the circle. Then into quarters--25%--and then into various different percertages and blah blah blah. And that lead into breaking down how to even figure this shit out, using sales, sales tax, and how to tip your bartender as the main examples, but with a few other things tossed in, until the board was sort of filled with some attempted equations (she definitely pulled out her calculator a few times to double check her own work) and a lot of tangential drawings that she felt really added some flavor and interest to the whole thing.

"So, yeah," she concluded. "That's percentages, I guess? I mean, even with the tip thing, there's literal apps you can use to figure that out, but, hey, I guess all this is pretty useful if you, like, lost your phone or something or you're one of those poor souls from worlds without them. Any questions? What do you guys do now? Like, I mean, I guess come up to the board and do some examples? I seriously do not know what to do here with a normal class, like what even is this? I feel like I should have brought gremlins in whith me or something, just to mkae it be something...."

She didn't, for the record, although maybe that gave her an idea for next week if she failed to find a substitute for her subtituting this class by next week.
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The first thing that happened at the beginning of today's class was that Yennefer turned to Jaskier and told him, "Right, you need to leave."

"I beg your pardon!" He was here to educate, how dare you.

"The information I will impart today is not for your ears, bard," Yennefer said sternly. She made it sound like she was going to be giving out the secrets of the universe, and not...how to use a tampon.

"Is this about magic or trying to kill me that one time?" Jaskier demanded. Because he'd leave in that case.

"When did I try to--it's neither, bard, it's about lady things."

Jaskier made yet another affronted noise over how much she clearly did not remember his great trauma in dealing with both her and a djinn and also blood all over his best tunic. But that outrage also allowed him to be shoved out of the room.

Also those dainty noodley arms.

Period talk here )
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“Welcome back,” Goose said when everyone was seated and he began that days lesson, “today we’re going to continue on with the mechanical engineering module that we started last week and this time we’re going to be looking at the different types of mechanical engineering there are,” he explained, “there are seven different types of mechanical engineering sub genres and we’ll look further into the specifics,”

He then launched into a detailed account of what each sub genre detailed and how it related to mechanically engineering overall.

“For today’s practical I thought we would look into a pulley and the principles that apply to mechanical engineering and then I’d like you to have a go at seeing how you go with creating one yourself,”

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